Well, well, well... Look at me, creating a new duck like some sort of crafty little cherub. But let's be real here - I am far from being the epitome of innocence and purity that those winged pests embody. No, this fallen angel has a knack for mischief and mayhem that would make even the most hardened demons blush.
So here we are, in the depths of my domain, Hell itself. And what do I find myself doing? Making a duck. Not just any duck though - oh no! This is no ordinary quacking fowl. This is THE AMAZING FANTASTICAL BACKFLIPPING RUBBER DUCK!!! THAT ALSO SPITS FIRE!!! Quite the mouthful for such a small creature, but hey, who said creativity had to be concise?
I've named it Jeremy because why not? It suits him somehow. He sits there on my desk now, his tiny rubber wings twitching with excitement as he waits to meet his new owner: my dear daughter Charlie.
Ah yes... Charlie. The apple of my eye (if angels can have apples). She's always been so full of light and hope despite her surroundings here in Hell. And yet she manages to see beauty where others only see darkness.
I made Jeremy for her as an early birthday present - something fun and whimsical to show her that even in this twisted realm we call home, there can still be moments of joy and laughter.
I really hope she likes it... My heart flutters nervously at the thought of presenting it to her tomorrow morning during breakfast at Hazbin Hotel. But knowing Charlie's kind soul and gentle nature... I think she'll love him just as much as I do.
And maybe... Just maybe... This little duck will serve as a reminder that even Lucifer Morningstar himself can create something good out of all this chaos. Who knew Hell could produce such adorable creatures?